Nangong Ye looked at Nan Feng, "As for what exactly is on his mind, I don't know either. An Emperor's heart always tends to overthink things."
Nangong Ye began practicing his swordsmanship in the courtyard, while Nan Feng watched from beside the stone table.
Every day, the Emperor read Nangong Ye's reports and knew that his mind was made up.
In his report, Nangong Ye had clearly written that after resigning from his post, he would travel the world with his wife.
Thinking of Nan Feng, a dull pain still lingered in the Emperor's heart.
Some men are like this, always valuing what they cannot have the most. Even though he now had three thousand beauties in his harem and new ones continuously arriving every year, he still felt as if something was missing in his heart.
